Weird when 24 degrees F feels comparatively balmy! Beats the heck out of the negative temps we had.
Marry Me chicken and lemony kale salad. Thanks to NYT recipes and weekend prep, we ate well through the storm.
Climbing out of this arctic blast. The real danger is less the cold and more the hovering between freeze and thaw, creating an ice sheet. TBD how long that lasts.
Maggi, on loan from a traveling neighbor, keeps me toasty while I try to focus on work. Grateful for my 40-foot “commute.” Shiva will soon resume her rightful position as office buddy, though she prefers Wayne’s lap.
Brr glad you can work from home. That chicken looks delicious! Spring will come eventually!
Yes, The Dalles and Hood River offices closed last Thursday and Friday.
Yes, before the snow hit my early spring bulb greenery broke ground, onion shoots and garlic ramps made their appearances too. My pansies were happily blooming. Once the snow melts enough to see the ground again, it will be interesting to see what’s done or continuing into spring.